Cruiser Weight Coke Song Lyrics

Yeah
Know what the fuck is up, nigga (Uh)
Griselda shit, nigga (Griselda)
GxFR, nigga
Smash and scrape, pussy (Yeah)

Who runnin' the shit? (Runnin' the shit)
It's not even close (Hah)
The double-R Cullinan and the shotty is close
That's them Buffalo niggas
They catch the bodies the most (Brr)
Thirty on my hip, I bet I will not get approached (What's poppin', nigga?)
My son gon' be a hustler, I see it all in his eyes (Ah)
Pole on the backseat every foreign I drive (No cap)
My connect like Domino's, I can order a pie
I hit him back like, "Matter fact, I want all your supply"
(Bring me all that shit, papi)
We used to skip school, luggin' a big tool (Hah)
My dog locked, we on the dance floor
Under the table, switch shoes
In Brentwood, mansion with the big pool (Woo)
Rockin' my big jewels
I came up makin' fish move (Ah, whip that shit up, nigga)
Don't call my phone if you ain't buyin' ten kilos
My OG used to be the source like Benzino (Hahaha)
I'm like Sosa with the goons
I can send people (I send my goons)
Versace down, drive the Ferrari like I'm Vin Diesel
(Ah, yo, vroom, uh, yeah)

Griselda the label but you niggas know better to play with us